f**k Imani’s mother’s good intentions.
good intentionsShe’d probably slap Alex Williams on the f*****g wrist and tell him to f**k with another person from the Redwood slums. But that f*****g s**t didn’t fly with me. Tonight, Alex Williams was going to f*****g learn the consequences of r****g, drugging, and dumping an innocent woman.
I pulled back up to Main Street and parked my car in the back, where Landon sat on the curb, smoking a cigarette. I blew out a deep breath, clenched my jaw, and checked my gun to make sure it was loaded.
Landon stood and stomped out his cigarette. “You ready?”
“To kill this fucker?” I asked, clutching the gun in my hand. “You f*****g bet your ass.”
Stepping up to the back door, I gripped the handle and glanced back at Landon, who pulled a gun from his wais
